He leaned back in the chair, resting his chin on his hand.

- Yes, quite small.

- Curious, - the elf flashed his bottomless eyes again, - half-breeds are now a rarity.

- You might think that your company is completely banal, - I chuckled.

Drank to originality.

Gnarl joined in and shared some terribly strong drink. They drank for friendship, regardless of species. Then over the sea. For adventure. For something more...

- ... and now I go into these ruins in the desert, - Eric said in a slightly drunken voice, - empty! I searched with the help of amulets - I found a single chest. Well what...